Rachel woke up to light kisses along her neck and the smell of pancakes in the air. She pulled Quinn closer with the arm that was wrapped around her and snuggles impossibly closer to the blondes front. "Mmm morning," she says sleepily without opening her eyes.
Quinn continues to trail light kisses along Rachel's neck and shoulder, across her jaw line and to her lips, "Morning, how did you sleep?" she asks once the kiss has ended.
"Good, we didn't wrap until almost 1:30, I got home a little before 3, I was asleep before my head hit the pillow," Rachel finishes with a yawn.
Rachel rolls over further to where she is laying flat on her back and Quinn slides up next to her kissing, nipping and sucking along the crook of her neck and collarbone, "Did you guys get to finish the scene at least?"
Rachel rubs her left arm along Quinn's back and nods her head a little, "Yeah, I was the reason we stayed. We actually got through two more scenes. I convinced them we should shoot them now since I only have another two months, three at the most until there is no doubt you would be able to tell I'm pregnant."
Quinn nods, "That's good, but you can't keep pushing yourself like that. It's not good for you, or the babies," she moves to straddle Rachel, her lower half resting in-between the divas legs and her top half resting on her forearms.
Rachel runs her hands along Quinn's back underneath her shirt, "I know, I take breaks I promise, but I really want, no I need to get through filming before the babies are born. I can't be the reason filming goes on hiatus," she pouts at the end.
Quinn brushes some hair out of Rachel's face, "Baby, they picked you, Michael wanted you. Even after you told him you were pregnant, he still wanted you to be the star," she reminds her.
Rachel's pout turns in to a smile when she really thinks about Quinn's words, "You're right," she leans up and kisses the blond on the lips, "Thank you love," Rachel lays her head back down on the pillow and tucks some of Quinn's hair behind her right ear and rests her palm against the blonde's cheek.
Quinn smiles and turns her head to kiss Rachel's palm, "You don't have to thank me for telling the truth," she leans down and connects their lips in a kiss.
The kiss quickly turns passionate and more needy. Quinn moves her tongue along Rachel's bottom lip requesting entrance which was immediately granted. Their tongues did a dance for dominance with Rachel relenting.
After a couple of minutes, Quinn was forced to pull away for air resting her forehead against Rachel's shoulder, nuzzling her neck while Rachel continued her assault along Quinn's neck and collar bone.
When her lungs no longer burned, Quinn resumed, but not before leaving a sizable mark at the base of the diva's neck on the right side. Her lips began to make their way south, while her right hand palmed Rachel's breast through her cotton shirt, her upper body being supported by her left so as not to crush her pregnant girlfriend.
Rachel pulls away with a pained groan, "Not so rough baby."
Quinn stopped her groping immediately, her hand moving to the side of Rachel's head for support, "I'm so sorry Rach!"
"It's ok, now where were we," Rachel puts her hands on either side of Quinn's face leaning up to kiss the blond.
"Quinn," Rachel moans against her girlfriend's skin. She bucks up against the blond's growing erection wishing the barriers between them were gone.
Quinn worked her way across the exposed area of Rachel's collarbone and back up the left side of her jaw reconnecting their lips.
Rachel rakes her nails against Quinn's back underneath her tank top, trailing her hands down her back, to her stomach and up to knead each breast in her hands.
Quinn broke the kiss briefly, "Oh god Rach, mmmm," she moaned out while humping her now full hard on against Rachel's pussy the dampness seeping through her boxers.
Quinn worked Rachel's shirt up with her left hand having alternated to her right for support until the material was bunched above her breasts exposing both beautiful mounds.
She repositioned herself to where she was now - straddling Rachel's left leg - so she could better support herself and have full functionality of both hands to caresses Rachel's exposed torso.
Quinn decides against ravishing the beautifully exposed breasts in front of her in order not to hurt the overly sensitive brunette, and makes her way down trailing and placing many kisses along Rachel's visibly growing baby bump, her hands following along Rachel's sides till they reached the elastic band of Rachel soaked panties.
Rachel tangles her hands in Quinn's golden locks and arches her back pushing her hips in Quinn's face further, "Babyyyy," Rachel whined desperately.
Quinn smirked against the her hip. She pulled away and looked into Rachel eyes; the brunette's pupils completely blown, no doubt marching her own, "Patience baby," she smirked.
"Please," Rachel begs breathlessly; her right hand rubbing up and down Quinn's arm and her left playing with the blonde's hair.
Quinn slipped her fingers under the top of Rachel's underwear on either side of her bump and worked her way back up to the divas lips, "I *kiss* love *kiss* you *kiss*"
Rachel pulls Quinn closer deepening the kiss as Quinn slowly started to remove Rachel's ruined panties.
Before she was able to get them half way down her ass, Rachel's cell phone rang lyrics to 'You and I' filling the room an homage to when Shelby and Will sang a duet in the auditorium, signifying Rachel's mother was calling and/or someone using her mother's home phone.
"Nooooo!" Rachel cried her hands dropping to her sides slapping the mattress.
Quinn's hands stilled against Rachel's hips, her head dropping to the divas shoulder clearly being frustrated.
Quinn blindly reached out grabbing Rachel's phone off the side table swiping her thumb across the lower half of the screen without looking and bringing the phone up to Rachel's left ear. "Hello?" Rachel spoke with aggravation evident in her voice.
"Happy fourth of July Rachie!" Her younger brothers voice bellowed through the phone.
She smiled despite having just been interrupted she couldn't stay made at him especially; not with the hormones coursing through her body. "Happy fourth buddy! You excited for the fireworks?"
Realizing Rachel was talking to her 5 year old brother, the blond slides off of her and settles to the left, her head propped up against her hand, facing Rachel.
Rachel sends her and apologetic look, before moving to sit up some, pulling her shirt back down in the process.
Rachel nods her head, "Yep, Tana's ready too. She's got a bunch of fireworks for today," she tells the excited little boy. He and Santana share the same love for the holiday simply for the fireworks and being able to blow stuff up she's sure. "You guys are still coming today right?"
Rachel has a smile on her face as she listens to Matthew. She looks to Quinn, who smiles in return, then her expanding belly. She brings her right hand up and rubs her stomach.
Quinn follows Rachel's gaze and her smile widens. She moves her left hand and rubs it across Rachel's stomach before lacing their fingers together, leaving them resting palm down over their growing babies.
Rachel laughs lightly at something her brother says, "Is mommy or daddy next to you buddy?"
She waits for his answer. "May I speak with her for a second please?" Rachel giggles again at something he said, "Ok we will see you later today. I love you too."
"Hey, so he's super excited huh?" She moves the phone to rest between her shoulder and ear so she can use her left hand to play with Quinn's hair. The blond has scooted closer and has her head laying on her stomach next to their joined hands.
"It's ok... We were ah, we were up," Quinn laughs at her girlfriends choice of words. "So what time did you plan on heading to Tina's?" Rachel asks her mother.
"We will probably leave her around 10:30 if Santana makes it that long. Lunch will be around 12:30 and then dinner is before the fireworks at 8," she replies. "Ok we will see you then. Love you too. I will. Bye," Rachel untangles her hand from Quinn's hair and presses the end button on her phone. She lays it on the bed next to her, before returning her hand to the blonde's head to massage her scalp.
"Mom said to tell you she loves you," Rachel echoes her mother's closing words.
Quinn hums her response. "Hey no, you can't go back to sleep," Rachel pats Quinn's back, "come on, let's go see what San's up to, those pancakes smell amazing," Rachel wiggles herself out from under Quinn and stands next to the bed, her hand out expectantly.
Quinn sighs but brings her arm up to hold Rachel's hand and lazily climbs out of bed.
They follow the scent of breakfast out of the bedroom through the hallway, Quinn's front pressed to Rachel's back with her hand underneath her shirt, her thumbs moving up and down against her stomach. Her lips are attached to her skin and she gently bites down on Rachel's shoulder, before soothing it with her tongue.
Rachel suppresses a moan and stops walking right outside of the kitchen, "Baby come on, I already have one I have to cover up. Please don't leave another one. Especially today of all days when I'm going to be in a bathing suit for 95% of it."
Quinn disconnects her lips with a slight pop and places a light kiss to the discolored skin, "Sorry baby girl," she kisses Rachel's cheek.
Rachel rolls her eyes, "I'm sure you are." She hears signing coming from the kitchen. She puts her finger up to her lips telling Quinn to be quiet.
They peak around the corner and see Santana swaying her hips with her back towards them dancing and singing to Selena Gomez's 'Good For You'. The brunette is dressed in her old faded red and white McKinley t-shirt with a hole at the neck line and navy blue boxer briefs with white stars all over them. Her wireless red Beats headphones sitting on top of her head.
She grabs the can of whip cream and starts to top three different plates of pancakes, before tipping her head back eyes closed and filling her mouth with what looks like at least half the can of whip cream.
Rachel and Quinn pick that moment to make their presence none. Rachel walks in first slipping on the left side of the Latina her right arm resting against her lower back.
Santana's leans back up opening her eyes sitting the can of whip cream on the counter, before grabbing Rachel's chin and connecting their lips in a kiss quickly requesting entrance with her tongue.
"Well good morning," Rachel says when she pulls away bringing her left hand up to wipe away the residual whip-cream from her lips before sucking it off her finger.
Santana watches for a second before turning to her right where Quinn slid in during the kiss. Santana swipes some of the sugary topping from the stack of pancakes in front of her with her pointer finger and then smears it across Quinn's lips with a smile. She happily clean the mess up with her mouth.
Quinn laughs at first which gives Santana the access she wanted to slip her some tongue before pulling away.
Santana slides the headphones off her head resting them around her neck, "Morning sleepy heads. Breakfast is ready."
She motions to the three plates on the island that each have a stack of pancakes topped with whip-cream, blue berries and sliced strawberries.
Quinn turns to the food, "Looks delicious babe," her hand sliding into the back of Santana's briefs with just her fingertips.
"It sure does. And beautifully presented. Thank you baby," Rachel moves to her tippy toes slightly to place a kiss on Santana's cheek.
Santana sits on top of the counter while Rachel and Quinn clean up the kitchen, "So I figured we could leave here in like an hour. I want to make sure I have enough time to set up the displays up and have everything wired properly."
Rachel puts the last pan in the dishwasher before replying, "San, I still have to make the cookies and we have to stop and get some zucchini and squash for dinner. We won't be ready to leave that early baby."
"Oh come on, we can pick up some cookies from the store when we get the vegetables," Santana whines.
Rachel's washing her hands when she answers, "I promised I'd make my sugar cookies for Matthew."
"Well can't you make them at Chang squared house?" Santana really wants to leave as soon as possible.
Rachel giggles at her girlfriend child like eagerness, "Sorry love, no can do. I'm already making the macaroni cheese over there for dinner."
Santana jumps down from the counter "But-" she tries to offer another options but Quinn cuts her off.
Quinn had been leaning against the countertop arms crossed over her chest smile on her face observing the conversation before contributing, "Babe, it's only 8:30. We will leave around 10:30, it's only an extra hour. You will have plenty of time to set up your explosives."
Santana throws her hands up in the air in defeat, "Ugh fine, but I'm going to call Mike and Sam and make sure everything was delivered," She starts to walk out of the kitchen.
Quinn just shakes her head, "You do that" she slaps Santana on the ass as she walks past her. "I'm gonna go change. I want to get a run in," she tells Rachel who is still in the kitchen.
Rachel is pulling out the ingredients she needs to make her cookies, "Ok, but I wouldn't run too far you know. She's going to be standing at the door at 10:29," she laughs just thinking about it.
Quinn smiles and shakes her head, "I won't, I'm just going to do two or three blocks today, I'll get the rest in at the pool," she kisses Rachel's cheek and starts to walk out of the kitchen.
Rachel nods her head, she is doing a mental inventory of her ingredients making sure she has everything before she starts, "Hey, can you grab the mixer off of the fridge before you go please?"
"Sure thing shorty," Quinn teases.
Rachel rolls her eyes, "Well I could have just grabbed the step ladder, but I didn't really feel like being reprimanded this early in the morning," she turns her body following Quinn's movements and crosses her arms over her chest.
Quinn laughs and pulls Rachel close to her, her hands settling on her panty covered ass. "But you're not opposed to a little reprimand later on?" She squeezes Rachel's ass cheeks, a smirk spread across her face.
Rachel can't help but smile. She shakes her head and puts a hand to Quinn's chest pushing her away gently, "Just go get changed."
Quinn returns her smile, "Yes ma'am," she kisses Rachel's temple and leaves the kitchen.
She returns a couple minutes of later wearing a lose fitting pair of sweatpants and a sports bra. Head phones around her neck and her phone in an arm band. She grabs a bottle of water from the fridge, "I'll be back."
Rachel only nods wanting to make sure she does her recipe correctly.
Santana enters the kitchen to see Quinn in her exercise clothing, "Hurry please," she says defeated.
Rachel rolls out the dough and uses a cookie cutter to shape them into stars, "You could help you know."
Santana shakes her head, "It's more fun watching you do it."
Rachel pulls out a second smaller star shaped cookie cutter and points at it, "You know if you helped, it would go faster and maybe we could leave sooner"
Santana hops off the counter and starts to cut smaller stars out of the excess dough between the spaces of the bigger stars.
Rachel closes the oven door and turns around to see Santana eating some of the raw cookie dough off her finger, "Santana! You could get salmonella!" she scolds.
Santana rolls her eyes and uses her finger to gather more dough from the side of the bowl, "Live a little babe. Plus I don't really believe that, how else would you explain cookie dough ice cream? That shits legit."
Rachel's moves to stand next to the Latina, "Yeah you're right. The FDA would have recalled it a while ago if that were the case. But I don't think-"
Santana cuts her off, she holds her finger covered sugar cookie dough in front of Rachel's lips, "Come on. It's delicious I promise."
Rachel looks at Santana then to her finger and back at Santana, before deciding to go for it. She leans forwards wrapping he lips around Santana's finger and licks the delicious goodness off, "Mmmm that is good. I can't believe I've never tried that before."
Santana smiles, "Not even when you make them vegan?"
Rachel shakes her head no, " I guess the thought never crossed my mind," she reaches out with her own finger to gather some more.
Santana laughs and lifts Rachel up stopping her. Rachel squeals in surprise. Santana places her on top of the counter and stands in between in the diva's legs. She uses her own finger to get more of the cookie dough and holds it up for Rachel, who sucks it off her finger.
When Rachel is finished, she leans in for a kiss. They spend the next several minutes making out on the kitchen counter.
Santana pulls away for air leaning their foreheads together.
Rachel smiles, "You know this isn't helping your cause at all."
Santana smiles and nods her head, "I know, but it's worth it."
Rachel smile widens before she leans in, "such a romantic," she whispers against Santana's lips before claiming them with her own.
They continue their make out session until they are interrupted by the timer on the stove telling them the cookies need to come out.
Rachel pulls away giggling, "Wow I guess time really does fly when you're having fun."
Santana laughs and turns around grabbing the ovenmit to take the cookies out, while Rachel gets down off the counter to grab the cooling racks from below.
Rachel stacks them up on the counter, "Can you move them to the cooling racks? That way they can be cooling while I'm getting ready and I can ice them when I'm finished."
Santana nods before taking a bite of a cookie, "Ah! Hot, hot, hot!" she pulls in air through her mouth trying to cool it down.
Rachel shakes her head, "Spit it out you goof."
Santana shakes her head no, "It's too good."
Rachel shakes her head in disbelief and grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and opens it before handing it to Santana.
She swallows the cooled down cookie and takes the bottle, "Thanks!"
"You're suppose to let them cool Santana. Besides those are for the party," Rachel scolds.
Santana downs half the bottle of water swishing it around to sooth her burning tongue, "But they taste so good when they are all gooey," she pouts.
Rachel laughs a little, "Just make sure there is enough for the party when I get back please," and with that she leaves the kitchen.
Santana moves the rest of the cookies to the racks before deciding to call Sam and Mike to make sure they aren't messing with her share of the fireworks.
A half hour later, Rachel finds Santana in the living room watching TV, "You wanna help me ice the cookies?"
Santana looks up at the sound of her voice, "Damn!" she takes in Rachel's outfit. She's wearing a white v neck cotton shirt that you can see the red and white stripped bathing suit top in and a pair of maternity short shorts that are frayed at the bottom. How she managed to find that, Santana had no idea, but she knows that under them are a pair of navy blue bottoms with white and red stars all over them.
Santana had picked out new bathing suits for the three of them for the occasion.
Rachel giggles, "Come on... We won't get anything done if you start again," she turns for the kitchen.
Santana stands and follows Rachel, "Fine. But I get another cookie... With icing this time!"
Rachel pulls three prepared bowls of red/blue/white icing from the fridge. She made a batch last night before going to bed knowing it has to cool for a couple hours to harden before she can use it. "Yes dear."
They start to decorate the cookies; some solid colors with red white and blue star shaped sprinkles and some cut into thirds with every color. Rachel even pulled out the pastry bags so she could pipe more intricate designs on them.
They are just finishing up when Quinn returns carrying two brown paper bags. She walks into the kitchen and sits the bags on the counter, "I stopped at the produce stand on my way back, so now we don't have to go when we leave. Yummm cookies," she grabs a large blue star cookie with sprinkles.
Rachel slaps at her hand playfully, "Only one before the party. Between the two of you there won't be any by the time we get there," she pulls the produce from the bag and inspects them, "these look good. Thanks baby."
Quinn winks at her and secretly grabs one of the smaller cookies.
Quinn leaves to take a shower and get ready while Santana finishes putting the cookies into Rachel's special Tupperware.
Rachel pulls out all the ingredients she needs for the macaroni and cheese and vegetable dish so she can put everything in the bags for when they are ready to go. She puts the refrigerated things in an insulated bag and back in the fridge and the slices and pasta in a cloth bag she got from the store early that week, which so happens to be themed for today.
Quinn is ready in record time. She finds both Rachel and Santana on the couch, "Well are you going to get ready," she asks Santana placing her hands on her hips.
Santana looks up, "Damn I did good!"
Quinn is wearing a blue strapless bikini top and white swimming trunks with red and blue stars that looks like they were airbrushed on. Her hair flowing down her shoulders.
Quinn rolls her eyes, "Yeah, yeah... Go get ready. It's already 10," she lifts Rachel's legs from the couch before sitting down and resting them in her lap.
Hearing the time Santana leaps off the couch and hurries to their bedroom. She comes out 15 minutes later. Hair completely dry, dressed in matching swim trunks with her red bikini top visible through her white wife beater. She tosses Quinn a white spaghetti strap tank top that lands in her lap, "Ok, let's go."
"What? How? Did you even take a shower?" Rachel asks.
Santana nods, "Yes I took a shower, I just didn't wash my hair. We're going to be swimming anyways."
Quinn laughs, "Can't argue with that..." She stands from the couch and helps Rachel up.
They all head towards the kitchen to gather the food.
"San, can you grab the crock pot please?" Rachel asks.
Santana groans sitting the two bags she's already carrying back on the counter.
Quinn comes back in the kitchen with her camera bag and grabs the bag of refrigerated items. "We ready to go?"
Rachel looks around. She grabs her purse and the cookies and nods, "Yeah I believe so."
Santana starts walking to the front door, "I hope so cause I'm not coming back."
Quinn pats Santana on the cheek, "Don't worry babe, if we forgot something I'll come back so you don't have to stop playing with your toys," she teases.
Santana sends her the evil eye, "Just hurry up," she kicks her in the butt lightly as she walks past. Rachel brings up the rear and locks the apartment up.
So that was part 1 of the July 4th chapter. Hope you enjoyed!
Big thanks to all who took the time to review the last couple chapters; glad to see you guys seemed to liked it! They make me smile :)
RikkuKashi - ;) good eye. This will be explained in the prequel.
To the gest reviewer "what" from chapter 28 - Oops, didn't catch that. It has been fixed.
Also I think I may start naming the chapters... If any one has any ideas about the ones already posted let me know :)
And of course, special thanks to the awesome; Forevergleek9615 for taking the time to edit and make this story better!